Growing up I absolutely loved Sundays. I would read the Sunday paper with my mom and take a long luxurious nap in the afternoon. The evening would be spent working on homework for school or washing clothes. No cares in the world beyond a typical high school student's cares. I loved Sundays as a child and teenager. Now that I am an adult with responsibilities, I dislike Sundays almost as much as I hate Mondays. I start to get in a foul mood in the early afternoon realizing that my weekend was not as productive as I dreamed that it would be. The work I need to put in to be prepared for school for the week starts to flash before my eyes. I count down the hours before I need to be in bed and realize that there will never be enough time. I slump in my seat and give up on being completely prepared for Monday. I also struggle to fall asleep every Sunday night. A good night sleep would only benefit me, but it is the last thing available to me. A nighttime sleep aid like Tylenol PM does not work either. Any suggestions to help me avoid these 12:45 AM blogging sessions?
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